Poke the Mirror

understanding is part n’
parcel to the creation
of beginnings,

it’s not same foam filler
we’ve been tryin’ to
pass through our
systems as

and we still blame the
killer but not own
mirror’s fool,

it’s the faintest reflection
that begs closest

and it’s cracked glass
that splits an image
beyond all facial

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Seein’ Reds

when blade’s not being waved
or weaponized it’s the tool designed
to peel dead layers from
my eyes,

i’m the tool chiseled in
flawed design, ever making nice
with lobby’s shortest
exit line,

but movie’s just begun
and i vowed to stay,
at least until
i sprout a

and elbow my way
thru popcorn n’
soda line,

in a bum’s rush
to next lit-up
exit sign.

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Mello’s Diner

no longer…

a truck stop special
served up good
as greasy

as 3am creeps around
the gals from quiet corner
pour into booth
beside me

during slower times ’cause
my island eyes hint
a deep need for

no tricks, no tempt of treats
just a heavy helping
of raw speak,

bless the queens
that ran these

I used to write the nights away in a downtown 24 hour diner. The sex workers best knowing those corners would often join me for quite the inspired and exasperated chat sessions in my corner booth. This is written in tribute to their wisdom, strength and humour.

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Tactical Applications

can’t peel my eyes off
you tho to be fair
i’ve never

it’s ok, you like your fashion
fixtures brushed over
surface n’ press
on anyway,

like prettied nail
calcified over
the finger

a crusty lash above the
floodgates, cries now more
over love than she
ever hurt for

still, wouldn’t swap all
that’s smudged so streaky for
flawless stroke applied
to model face.

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huddle ’round the screen

whether taking flight or free
fallen it’s all a push, push,
pull in strange

and now sideways looks
more upward and pride only
faces down and and all
i perceive comes
thru crystal

our beginnings to
deaths bookend a long
life’s fleeting

a brittle

as kids clamor ’round
the window, to bask
in rain’s softer

misting the

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Treading Space

i’ll take you somewhere so
pretty, though we’re
stranded here

inside this blooming mind’s
no molded scaffolding, no
locked doors, no paw
prints across no
waxed floors,

just boundless place for
a weightless treading
towards something
that feels like

and ain’t that
what space
is for?

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and rabbits will run

for every sinner,
his own sun,

and i’m half-past late for
dinner ’cause i lost track of
time for sake of
more fun

begin, then end just to
begin again, til
mercy pulls
the plug,

or sweeps feet out
from above
the rug,

once thought affection was just
something grown-ups hid
in their closets,

away from kids
so needy for

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Blowhole in Head

it falls apart to fuse

like smoke binding
ol’ lungs called

let’s dance streamers over
graves but just so our
dead can join us
in usherin’

fresh age braids with golden hair,
blew tumor out my head
as whale geysers
to the air.

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